The Overlooked Pioneer Who Invented Modern Horror
When we think of modern horror we inevitably think of Stephen King. But King himself would be the first to redirect that credit...
Jimmy Blakemore
Macabre Magazine
The name Dark Harbor Magazine gave us a strong beginning, but it no longer reflects the scale of the magazine we are building.
Southeast
It’s gone, I think.
I can no longer hear the clicking sound it makes. Others like it chitter and call to others of their horrid kind. I have been hiding in the collapsed marquee of a theatre (Waiting for Godot was showing here in the before times, the lettering
Twas the Night Before Christmas
Jake Norton was tired of hearing everyone’s talk about Santa Claus. At twelve, he was pretty sure he’d outgrown the chimney stories—or so he told his parents. But deep down, a flicker of hope refused to disappear. Maybe the jolly old guy was real. Maybe he’d really show up on Christmas Eve…
The Bug in the Lamp
I had been journeying for several days when I occasioned to stay at the Château Hotel, with only my cat Artemis for companionship. Artemis, a mewling, foul-tempered feline, sat in her leather carrier under my seat as we crossed the countryside by train, crying from beneath me at regular intervals.
Narcissus the Narcissist
“Ethan, are you ready yet?” Jessica’s voice drifted down the hall, sharp, like the clack-clack-clack of her heels against the hardwood floor. “We’re going to be late.” Impatient, as usual.
Reekers
So I prophesied as I was commanded: and as I prophesied, there was a noise, and behold a shaking, and the bones came together, bone to his bone. And when I beheld, lo, the sinews and the flesh came up upon them, and the skin covered them above: but there was no breath in them. — Ezekiel 37:7-8